Back in Time: Unshackling From Love

Chapter 17

As Mikayla laughed, tears streamed down her face.

Images from her previous life of being beaten, cursed at, and tortured at the mental hospital flashed before her eyes.

In the flashback, the hefty caretaker had gripped her by the hair, forcefully pulling her away and causing her only bowl of plain soup to spill.

They would even forcefully pinch her mouth when she refused to take her medication, shoving handfuls of pills down her throat.

Mikayla always thought it was the mental hospital deliberately tormenting her to please

Jerome.

Little did she know, the demonic woman from the previous life was Kylie’s relative.

So, all the misery she endured in the mental hospital was orchestrated by Kylie.

Thinking about the abuse she suffered and the torment from stomach cancer, Mikayla wished she could immediately strangle Kylie.

Why did she have to be so cruel?

Jerome, who clearly loved Kylie so much, had even sent Mikayla to the mental hospital for the former’s good.

Why wouldn’t Kylie let her go? Why did she have to harm her?

Jerome looked at Mikayla on the floor.

Although she had suggested keeping the audio call on, he still worried that something might go wrong, so he followed her up.

Unexpectedly, he witnessed Mikayla attacking someone as soon as the elevator doors opened.

She lay slumped amidst a chaotic mess of fruits, her eyes vacant, her body seemingly devoid of strength.

Though her face showed a smile, tears flowed incessantly, as if she had suffered some painful and tragic ordeal, radiating endless hatred and resentment.

Strangely, Jerome’s heart didn’t fill with anger at her madness. Instead, a dull ache

serthed within him:

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had just considered going to help Mikayla when he heard Kylie weakly calling

instruct ed

hurriedly fetched the first ald

Kylie in sitting down and then

tugged at her arm. “Get

and as he pulled at her arm, it was

a bit uneasy.

with this madness again?” he asked, furrowing

his voice. Her eyes began to focus, and her

felt a sense

be with Kylie after the divorce?” Mikayla

and her tone betrayed no emotion.

brows tightened further as

someone’s life over

found the first aid

trying

at that moment, carrying the

Mikayla stand up, but she coldly pushed him

got back to her feet on her own, adjusted her clothes, and walked away without casting a

to find out what had happened,

a stifled

responsible

before coming to a complete stop. “Shall we go to the

Kylie shook

inch deeper, and it would have needed

the bleeding while asking, “Who was that person just now? Why did she come in and

smile. “She might

and you’re still defending

furrowed brows, Kylie said to the round–faced woman, “Aunt Agatha, please go back

tell it

to look after you tonight,

left, Jerome asked Kylie, “What just happened? Why did Mikayla attack